, 1887-12-11
UNIQUE EXPERIENCES.
Some Adventures of Bishop Talbot
on His Trip.
Cowboys Who Promised Him a
Hearty Reception.
Closing a Gambling Game tc
Properly Greet Him.

In the first trip which Bishop Talbot
has just completed over his diocese, which
includes Wyoming and Idaho, he travelled
several thousand miles by pretty nearly
every method of conveyance which the
inventive Western mind has conceived.
lie is full of "reminiscences of the journey,
which he relates with keen relish.
While enroute to Lander, the stage
coach stopped at a little wayside station
to change horses. While the equine
transformation act was going on, the
bishop settled himself comfortably back
in the coach.
"Ho, bishop yelled somebody from
the outer darkness in tones that were loud
but friendly.
The bishop stuck his head out of the
coach window and shouted hello" with
an interrogatory infection.
Come inside and see the gang" was
yelled.
The bishop aliGhted, and entered a low
browed log cabin. a bar occupied one
end. Grouped about in various negligent
attitudes were about a score of cowboys
in broad brimmed hats and c~hdperqjos,
six shooters hanging to their hips and
spurs jangling at their heels. The hospi-
tallties of the bar were eagerly pressed
upon the bishop, and a warm invitation
extended to him to remain over and
preach to them. The bishop gave them
a little talk. but said that owing to other
engagements he could not remain over.
On the next trip he promised not only to
stop but to notify them in advance of his
coming.
"All right, bishop; you bet your life
we'll round up every galoot on the range
to hear you talk" remarked the spokes-
man Of the crowd, and they parted with
mutual evidences of esteem.
At a little town in Idaho he found one
store, seven saloons, some private resi-
dences and a court house. Each saloon
had a gaudy attachment in the shape of
a gambling room. Whenever the clergy
man came in sight of a man, the individ-
u j invariably lodged into a saloon. The
bishop quickly made up his mind that the
only way to reach the male population
was by following them to their stamping
ground. He also lodged into a saloon at
the heels of a habitue. He found himself
in a rather gaudily arranged room with a
glistening bar at one side, which was
otherwise decorated with ambitious but
gaudy portraits. Stuck around on the
walls were some rudely printed signs
which apparently conveyed technical in
formation to all corners. One of them
read: Free Roll at s o'clock" another,
Limit 5 and TO-" and still another,
Calls Don't Go when the Gases are
Wrong"
The bishop walked up to a man with
glistening countenance who stood behind
the bar and announcing his name and
mission said he desired to be introduced.
The barkeeper raped sharply on the
counter and yelled: Close the game,
boys, and come and be introduced to the
bishop"
FORMAL duct followed. The
court house was crowded with people to
hear the bishop speak and such a furore
did he create that he was forced to re-
main and to deliver a second lecture.
I'm from Missouri said one broad
shouldered man who wore a heavy black
mustache and a diamond pin of massive
proportions. Il know very well where you
came from and would like to invite you to
stay with me, but it wouldn't do. l keep
a gambling house here but you bet she's
the dandy of the town. Here's a
twenty" he said fishing out of his pocket
a handful of gold coins, ''and if you ever
need any more to help carry on Your work
drop US a line
Despite many lordships the bishop thor.
oughly enjoyed his trip.